Dont

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If I trust you today,
please don't throw that away,
I don't want to go,
I just want to feel, to know,
yes, my cuts sting,
but its something more than physical pain they bring,
I don't know how else to cope,
people think self harm is a joke,
applying layers of shame,
making me want to cut again,
but I'll hide it more,
I don't want to be seen as an attention seeking hoar,
keep my secret so,
please don't tell or I'll have to go,
I don't know where,
but it doesn't matter, you won't miss when I'm no longer there

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